Jim Morris - Why Can\'t A Woman Learn To Say Good-by Like A Man lyrics

She found him in a trailer park Shacked up with old Betty Lou Took a nine inch butcher's knife And ran the man clean through She left him in a pool of blood With his manhood in his hand Why can't a woman learn to say good-bye like a man? Why can't she just come home early, pack her bags and leave? Why must there always be a trail of wounded and aggrieved? Good-bye just seems so final with that shotgun in your hand Why can't a woman learn to say good-bye like a man? I went out with a friend last night; He said he needed to get real drunk Then he told me 'bout driving home the sitter But his wife was hiding in the trunk She whipped out a twelve-gauge shotgun When she heard them lose control She drove off and left him naked Tied to a telephone pole It's hard to talk things over in the face of a savage attack Why not go to the grocery store and never ever ever come back? Your obsession with aggression is so hard to understand Why can't a woman learn to say good-bye like a man? Why can't she just come home early, pack her bags and leave? Why must there always be a trail of wounded and aggrieved? Good-bye just seems so final with that shotgun in your hand Why can't a woman learn to say good-bye like a man? Good-bye just seems so final with that Uzi in your hand Why can't a woman learn to say goodbye like a man?